I am working hard day and night to ensure a better future for the buds (children) in my home by selling flower pots to help others grow their buds.

In this way, I have earned my own money in my own country. I am happy with what I have. Even though I did not save money while working in Nepal, I have saved love by staying with my family. This is what has given me satisfaction. I am now 38 years old. I am working as a seller of cement pots. My home is in Dudhauli Municipality-10, Sindhuli. At 4 in the morning, I leave Kavresthali, where I live, to put the pots on a cart and sell them. Sometimes I reach Kalanki, Kirtipur, Thankot, Chobhar, and sometimes I reach Machhapokhari, Samakhusi, Tokha. Wherever I go, I work only when I can, to work and earn money for the family, and when I cannot, I cannot work.

I do not get to eat much in the morning. When I get hungry while walking on the road, I eat some snacks. In the evening, my wife has cooked and prepared the food, and we enjoy eating together as a family. There is a son, two daughters, my wife and I in the family. We all live together. The children are young. The son is studying in grade 4. The daughters are studying in grade 7. I have sent all three children to boarding school. They are well educated. Since the children are young, the old woman looks after the house and takes care of the children.

I work according to the season. In the summer, I sell strawberries and kafal. As soon as the winter sets in, or as soon as the strawberry and kafal season ends, I sell cement pots. It has been five years since I started working like this. Earlier, I used to work as a brick and clay contractor. Sometimes I make a profit of Rs. 1,000 or Rs. 1,200 by selling pots. Sometimes it's not even 500. But sometimes I don't stop taking it with me.

One day, all the pots I've been carrying are sold. When I finish everything and go to my room, my heart feels lighter. That's the happiest moment for us. Sometimes, even half of the business doesn't happen. I console myself with the hope that if the pots don't sell today, everything will be sold tomorrow. Even if today is a bad day, tomorrow won't be a good day, I think to myself. I buy and sell sand pots from the moneylender. The place where I buy pots is also near the house where I live.

Let's say that if I make a profit of 1200 a day, it's good. But, it's not always the same. It's okay to pay my children's school fees and bring rations by selling pots. Sometimes I feel like eating fish and meat. Even then, it's expensive. We have rented land and built a hut (chaprow) and there is no hassle of paying the room rent every month. Or let's say, as soon as the month passes, we don't have to worry about how to pay the rent and even if it is a little, we feel relieved. There is no way to save anything.

Now the children are in the lower grades and sometimes the school fee is 21 thousand and sometimes how much. How will they be educated when they go to the upper grades? But even if I don't study, I have decided to educate my children even if it means sacrificing my own life. May they have knowledge of everything. May their future be good.

I hope they appreciate this pain I have done to make their children's future better, never walk around drunk, and never feel bad about the work I have done. No matter how much pain I write on my lap, I pray every day that my children's laps will not be burdened with such pain. May your children always do well. I don't just want them to not get hurt when they walk, I think every parent does.

Even though life is not what it seems, I never thought of going abroad and earning a lot of money. Working in another country is not as easy as I thought! When you go abroad, you have to yearn to meet your family. You have to remember your family every day. Someone else's country belongs to someone else.